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poetry by j matthew waters

inside an oreo cookie


this story starts in the middle
like inside an oreo cookie

there’s a whole bunch of them
stacked like poker chips
right there on the kitchen counter

I begin to wonder who put them there

then I begin to think
something isn’t right
and I turn my back and step away

of course I stop and turn back around
I am drawn back to the counter
my inquisitive brain processing
like a little watson

why are they here
and why are they stacked

I pick off the top one
with my thumb and three fingertips
and slowly twist it open




april two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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